I would like the record to show that these presents are not for me. They are for my parents. They put them in front of me and took pictures, hoping that one day I would look back at this photo and see how "generous" they were.

On Christmas eve, my family and I went over to see the "Seven Evans" perform the Nativity. Chandler was Joseph, Maranda was Mary, Hannah was a shepard, Danica was an angel, and Andrea and Sammy were wisemen. I was a sheep. Baa.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Tonight we went to the Mesa Temple to see the Christmas lights. It was cold (44 degrees) and rainy today so my daddy bundled me up inside his hoodie. We saw lots of missionaries there, which makes me wonder if my uncle, Elder David will be able to visit the Nashville Temple sometime during the Christmas season. We also heard some Christmas carols sung by a choir and saw nativities from all over the world.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Thanks to all the great hand-me-downs I receive, I have a pretty eclectic sense of style. One day I'm a Surfer Boy (thanks cousin Harrison), the next I'm feeling a little preppy (thanks aunt Julia), and sometimes I'm a Skater Boy (thanks D.I.). Check me out.

Saturday, December 2, 2006

So I guess there's this weird game old people play with their blogs where you "tag" someone and they have to write six things about themselves that no one knows. I personally think tag is a little juvenile, but here it goes.

1. I still have my foreskin. Some people tried to talk me out of keeping it (I'm looking at you Joy and Mama D - or as I like to call you, the uncircumcised of heart), but I like it.

2. I once went a full 3 days without pooping. The ensuing blowout was spectacular. My parents almost had to repaint the walls.

3. Sometimes, I wait to pee until they have my diaper off and aren't paying attention. It's a little silly, I know, but man, you should see my parents faces when I clear the changing table and hit the floor. That's funny. No, capital F, Funny.

4. I like my dad better than my mom. Don't tell her though, she still thinks I love them both the same.

5. I think that Descartes' Cogito ergo sum is largely misunderstood and is more profound in its larger context of a proof for the existence of deity.

I had so much fun with my Aunt Marie in Utah. We took naps together, went shopping, had a sleepover, and saw my very first movie. She picked out my outfits and even gave me a bath. She really likes to use a lot of soap. I may have almost drowned, but at least I got super clean.

He Ain't Heavy...

Booker (Bean) age 5 , Teichert (Ike) age 3 and introducing Asher (just Asher) age 8 months. We're too cool for our parents. They do boring things like sleep at night. Until they take us to Disneyland, we will continue to make that difficult. This blog chronicles all the fun and embarrassing things we like to do.